Sugar was really exciting when I was a kid. I always craved it. I would occasionally suck on a sugar cube to tide me over until I got my next candy bar. Halloween was a magical time and I nursed my stash for months, eating a little each day. Suddenly one day I was an adult and it just didn’t matter anymore.

The Book of Biff book that comes after The Book of Biff #3 is a book that you can order now. Also, book.

Sometimes, in the local store, or in the supermarket, I’ll look at the varieties of plastic-wrapped, brightly coloured ridiculous somethings that count as candy (lollies in my part of the world). I look at them and I wonder where my enthusiasm for them went.

Then of course, if I ever see Warheads (branded as ‘Short Circuit’s here), I’m going to buy them. Lots of them. Well, a couple dozen.

@Greyryder: Yeah, gonna have to agree with you there. If sugar just doesnt matter anymore, you’re lacking a pulse.

Also, I clicked my bookmark for Biff and walked away while it was loading to get a drink. My flatscreen monitor is horizontally-challanged enough that all i get is the picture without the words beneath, so I came back to see biff naked with water behind him, and I’m standing there with a glass of milk in my hand, staring, with a dog-head tilt going “what the fffffffrig is going on here?”, almost afraid to scroll down and find out what just happened to Biff.